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Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
head_n	arm_n	belly_n	leg_n	2,979	5	10.3355	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A50854	The second part of The nights search, discovering the condition of the various fowles of night, or, The second great mystery of iniquity exactly revealed with the projects of these times : in a poem / by Humphrey Mill, author of The nights search.; Nights search. Part 2	Mill, Humphrey, fl. 1646.	1646 (1646)	Wing M2058; ESTC R20278	80,892	185

a mourning gowne The Sun a sable riding suit The Moone a Tabbie vaile The world with Cypresse hung be mute Grim death go under baile Jove crowne c. The birds which visit shadie groves In silence droop the wing Save Philomel which sorrow moves Their Elegies to sing The painfull Silk-wormes Master-peece Perfum'd shall make them shrouds For balme wee 'll rob the pride of Greece Cut seare-cloth from the clouds Jove crowne c. With roses pinks and gilly-flowers Adorne their monefull Herse Teares turn'd to pearles with honey showers Compos'd with stately verse To measure out Apollo's height Which strong-breath'd loftie lines Shall sacrifice the Muses right To consecrate their shrines Jove crowne with pleasure and content With freedome and successe The pollisht treasures Nature meant Her off-spring should possesse They 're verie joviall drinking healths about To all their benefactors E're the rout Did fall in pieces thus the clarke did wish On that my Master had but such a dish He loves it deerly think it is not lost His curtesies will countervaile the cost But Squire Dicks perceivd to whom the slip Belong'd by right did hardly feel the whip And that his place was wrong'd which by descent Did fall to him took pet away he went To shew their humours to prevent the harms They use their names as vizards do their charmes Is needlesse here but all this dunghill breed Look like the excrements on which they feed A maistive litter which at carion plucks And like the witches which the Devil sucks They live on sins as Parrators did use And strip truth naked to maintaine their stewes I turn'd and did a powerfull man espie And he began to search as well as I With whom I had discourse he askt me how These things might be redrest said I alow Wise men but leave to search suspected places With Warrants by their habits and their faces With carriage course of life will soon bewray First try a smooth and then a rugger way Their guiltinesse One's poor being over-awde Plundred of all a Cozen to the bawde Another proves her self a souldiers wife The third will be and she is now in strife To get his pay the fourth i● in debt the lives in private for the Hounds are set ●o smell her out Another can produce ●etters to shew her portion 's out at use And cannot get it in her mother 's faine To send her meanes which by her notes is plaine But written by the Pimp still once a week The last of all her answers are to seek And shee 'll confesse the vilenesse of this trash So you will save her from the Beadles lash Send out to seize 'em as they walk the street They 'll call familiar names you smiling greet With C●ze How d'ye Sir What 's a clock Good night Oh Countrey-man what newes and you invite To drink a cup put them within for state One of the Bridewells or the Counter gate The houses you may know by little cans And Pimping pots from any honest mans Where they sell drink or of their neighbours bought Of everie penny they will make a groat Their times of meeting 's after candle-light You 'll find them in their filthy nests by night With their foule Traine trie finding bad their cause Do justice quickly bribes will blind the Lawes Shame partiall Knaves do trusting faithfull men More in a yeare than has been done in ten This pleas'd him well he 'ld use his power and skill To honour true men chase away the ill And parting thus a Rogue that bought his wife Being kin to great men they might save his life And make him Sessions proofe appear'd before When he was past there was behind a doore The Devill booted in his hand a switch Who with a Bawd a Strumpet and a Witch Held conference the first as it appeares Demands a lease of one and thirtie yeares To live at ease with mirth as she hath seen But his Commission grants but seventeen Vpon a rotten soule The second must Have fortie five to satiate her lust And dwell with pleasures and the Fiend must be Engag'd to keep her from the Gallow-tree And whipping posts 'cause her bewitching tongue Must bring him custome being faire and young He seales for thirtie giving her a jeere I never us'd to buy a soule so deare Then spoke the Witch to have her lease renew'd Most out of date which when the Devill view'd He laughing said I will renew thy roule If thou canst pawne me but thy daughters soule For this is mine Do'st take me for thy slave Lend time on that which shortly I must have Feare made her quake He to resolve the doubt Will keep her warme when her Indenture 's out As strangers flatter'd with deceitfull snow Fall in a deadly pit they do not know That ruine waits upon them Like the Asse Vpon bare quarter to and fro doth passe Laden with spices gold and precious stones Fowles teare his flesh and dogs do gnaw his bones When they die slaine diseased weak or old They cannot bribe these vermin with their gold So Hell-hounds peece-meale vexeth everie part Which suck their bloud the Vulture cats the heart Their feet make creepers to support the brand Their legs in flames like hand-irons do stand Their bellies fill'd with horrours and for racks To hang their bowels on they use their backs They drie their livers and they broyle their lungs Slicing their Armes their hands they use like tongs To stir the burning coales in sulph'rie smoke Their heads must hang with which the throat must choke The veines and sinnewes shrink the ribs must lie Like gridirons on which their soules must fire Their spirits dye alive they have their skin Tann'd brimstone proofe to keep their torments in Th 'ad better been unborne than thus misled To be in Hell anatomiz'd when they ' are dead SECT. VI A formlesse female you shall find As well in body as in mind Her face her speech her breath bewray'd Her hands back sides legs feet display'd She 'd faine turne Whore if not a Bawd Her meanes have Suitors none applaud Her parts non person in disgrace They leave her when they see her face ERe Flora's savour had the aire perfum'd Or barren winter was by time consum'd The teeming earth did promise wealth and peace When she was stor'd with blessings of encrease The day had morgag'd time to envious night Then was a Female brought unto my sight Drain'd from the dregs of time which when I saw How she was fram'd t' oppose great Natures Law I could not chuse but wonder then my Muse Call'd Fancie in took libertis to use Her skill to limb this virgin you may see How both her beautie and her parts agree You might perceive the haire upon her head Was took on trust or purchas'd from the dead Her ears were large and hang'd about with 〈◊〉 She 'd shak'em oft and prick them like an Asse Her browes were furrow'd